Today began earlier and with cooler temperatures and a slate of errands much longer than I would have chosen were I choosing, but despite the somewhat inauspicious start to the day things eventually settled out, and I managed to finish one project in a melange of projects that has long nagged at me.

In May of 2011 I was asked to make an amigurumi lemur to be given as a wedding gift.

Using Tamie Snow’s pattern from her book, “Tiny Yarn Animals,” I made the requested lemur. The happy couple married and the lemur got a new home and was christened “Coltrane.”

Fast forward to sometime in 2013. Coltrane lost and eye. Where, the recipient wanted to know, could she get another?

I had thought it would be simple. I would go through my assortment of eyes, and if I could not maneuver and find the backing that had come lose and was still in Coltrane’s head, I could simply glue it on. Here is a photo of Coltrane with one eye missing:

After spending an inordinate amount of time sorting through the many bits of plastic in my empire, I failed to find the eye I thought I had, so I went to buy new eyes, and it turned out that the eyes were either a little bit smaller or a lot bigger. After some discussion, a lot bigger was selected, and today, after myriad mistakes on my part (Note to readers: it can be VERY helpful to reread the directions) due to inaccurately remembering how I put Coltrane together, I finally got him his new eyes:

and to compensate the happy couple in some small measure for the inconvenience of how long it took me to get it done, I made Coltrane a beret which I think looks quite fetching on him:

But before I could tackle Coltrane, I took my mom to a doctor’s appointment, and as a result of working on the third of eight crochet baskets while I waited:

I had the joy of meeting a fellow crocheter who both understood my work and allowed me to share many of my pieces with her while she waited for her mother.

The other crochet task I got done in the past 48 hours was to finish work on most of the dots needed for Dotghan 1.5:

I am one dot short of finishing, but it was cold out, and I didn’t feel laying the pieces on the porch outside, and I didn’t feel like getting them coated with the tons of cat and dog hair that would adhere to them had I tried to lay them out inside.

I don’t really know what tomorrow will bring, but here’s hoping the crochet fairy will smile on me, and I will continue to make some much appreciated progress.